Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Knows

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your worst nightmare be this verse here
but good, what you niggas get for sleeping on me
i put your favorite in a hearse right there
and i bet his weeping homies do shit but call them peoples on me
hard to keep it real everybody keep it phony
keep it sosa while these niggas keep it tony
you gotta watch the picture that you painting with your
we go in niggas' mouths, i don't bout bitches' purses
and what's up with this, "i'm just sayin'"
fuck asked you? you shouldn't be saying
problem is, always saying shit
but money talks you ain't got it, then you shouldn't be saying
like plaxi-ho, oops, i plaxico
talking bout we get 'em robbed -shut the up, cheddar bob
you know the story, come home, set it sob
gonna be a hater cause he find a better job
nigga at home, feeling he out of town
on the field, feeling like he out of bounds
welcome to my city, emphasis on my
that just my opinion, but who really fucking with me,
why give a fuck it makes no sense to
that ray j shit got me so
big bad wolf in a granny disguise
bitch nigga, i see through your tranny
your jeans sagging too low, or your panties too
you can't touch me, you waiting for mani to dry
and you don't want them niggas in your house
to see if you got indo'/outdo'
i one to put no info out, yo

you shit, i end shit intro/outro
you the influence, i'm over the bullshit
you on a empty tank, i got a full
you got the drool dripping from the wolves'
don't that man talking bout you from the pulpit
blahsay blah, blahsay
yeah, death in threes like menage a trois
mase-qua, that's the 'rati
my martin, made that a four-door body
pipes, that's my four-door shotty
sitting but i'm shitting, that's my potty
ain't too many ride me, literally
this what separates the majors the little league
little me, just trying to be the person
dr. banner, but the nigga version
and you don't want to see me
you won't it when i'm angry
my condolences the boss
all i say, sorry for your loss